Transmigrated Into a Tribal World: My Alien Husbands Spoil Me Too Much Chapter 28: The Golden Blood (1)

Maeve stayed silent and let Ikarus continue speaking.

"When an Azuryn child grows inside another Azuryn person, nothing happens because we naturally share the sa blood," Ikarus explained. "But if soone outside our race carries our child... then the blood inside the fetus can slowly harm the mother."

Maeve’s eyes widened imdiately. For a second, her body tensed as if she was ready to argue or panic, but before she could say anything, Ikarus suddenly spoke again.

"I thought a Goddess would be immune to our blood, but..." His voice trembled slightly. He gritted his teeth and lowered his head, guilt clear all over his face. "I’m sorry."

Those words made Maeve’s feelings turn complicated because Ikarus truly looked like he felt deeply sorry for hurting her. Yet at the sa ti, he was still unbelievably stubborn. Even after she had told him again and again that she was not a Goddess, he still refused to believe it.

Or maybe... he had simply placed too much hope on her.

After living for so long in a dying land and losing countless people while trying to protect his tribe, perhaps he desperately wanted to believe that soone like Maeve had finally co to save them.

He was desperate, and desperation could easily beco sothing dangerous if it went too far.

"Ikarus, listen..." Maeve said weakly, trying to gather the little strength left in her body just to keep talking to him. "You really need to know the truth about ."

She paused for a mont to catch her breath before continuing softly, "First, I’m not a Goddess. I don’t have so hidden divine power that can protect from everything in this world."

"And second..." Maeve lifted her eyes to look directly at him. "I’m not from heaven either. I may co from another world, but it’s nothing like the beautiful place you imagined. It’s just a normal world. There’s no magic there, no miracles, nothing extraordinary."

She slowly placed her hand against her chest, as if trying to make him understand her sincerity.

"I’m human," Maeve whispered softly. "Just a normal creature who can die easily and doesn’t have any special abilities."

"But you were able to accept my seed," Ikarus pointed out quietly. "If you were truly as ordinary as you said, then you... probably wouldn’t have been able to accept from the very beginning."

Maeve fell silent for a mont before finally speaking again. "I may be an ordinary person, but... I do receive help from sothing divine."

"Like the Sky Mother?" Ikarus imdiately asked.

Maeve hesitated for a few seconds before giving a small nod. "Yeah... sothing like the Sky Mother."

But honestly, instead of looking like so holy and graceful goddess, that divine being looked more like a floating mochi.

"But still... I’m not that special, so please don’t place too much hope on . And honestly, I don’t like it when you call ’Goddess’ either," Maeve said softly. "It really doesn’t fit at all."

"You’re still special," Ikarus replied without hesitation. "And ever since you stepped into our world, you’ve brought a lot of luck to us."

Maeve let out a soft sigh, already feeling that Ikarus would probably continue calling her Goddess no matter what she said.

"But if you truly dislike being called ’Goddess,’ then I’ll try not to call you that anymore," he said. "So instead... what would you like us to call you?"

Maeve’s eyes widened slightly at the question. "How about... my na?" she answered carefully.

"Maeve?"

She gave him a small nod. "Maeve."

"Alright then... Maeve," Ikarus repeated slowly. There was a slight awkwardness in his voice, as though he was still getting used to saying her na directly.

Yet that one simple word unexpectedly made Maeve’s heart feel warm. A bright smile even slowly appeared on her face before she could even stop it herself.

Maybe it was because almost no one in her life had ever truly called her by her real na before.

Usually, people called her things she hated, like "Orphan," "Bringer of Misfortune," or "Red Head." Even at work, people rarely called her Maeve. She was usually just "the rookie" or "the new girl."

Those labels were not completely wrong, but still... she wished people would stop calling her everything except her actual na.

"So, Maeve..." Ikarus called her again, but this ti his voice beca much more serious. "About what we discussed earlier, I need you to listen carefully."

The smile on Maeve’s lips slowly faded, replaced by curiosity. She straightened her back slightly and focused fully on his words.

"Although the blood of the Azuryn Tribe can bring disaster to others, we eventually discovered a way to prevent our descendants from killing their mother if she cos from another tribe or even another species."

Maeve stayed silent because she wanted to hear the rest of Ikarus’ explanation first.

A few seconds later, Ikarus finally took a deep breath before continuing.

"We have to inject our blood directly into your heart. The process will not happen instantly, because the purpose is to let the golden blood slowly adapt to your body and recognize you as one of us."

Maeve blinked several tis, completely stunned by what she had just heard.

"I’m sorry... what?" she asked slowly, sounding both confused and slightly doubtful of Ikarus’ sanity. "How exactly are you supposed to inject your blood directly into my heart?"

Ikarus fell silent for a mont, as if trying to think of the easiest way to explain it without frightening her even more.

Then, slowly, he lifted one of his hands and pressed it against the center of his own chest.

"We use this," he said in low voice.

The faint golden lines beneath his skin suddenly began to glow again, spreading from his chest down toward his arm like flowing streams of light.

Maeve couldn’t even blink. "You’re telling your blood can... move on its own?" she asked.

"A little," Ikarus admitted. "The golden blood inside our bodies is different from normal blood. It reacts to our will."